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quiet afternoon crush (ch 3)
ryeji college au, idiots in love, slow burn, fluff & smut, yeji falls first ryujin falls harder | word count: 5.9k/????
Everything feels a bit different today. Now that she’s spoken to Yeji and is aware of her as a full person, it takes Ryujin a touch longer to get in the zone. She does like to draw her friends sometimes, but it’s usually just rough sketches of them hanging out, which is something that they tend to do with their clothes on. Their brief interaction on Monday lingers as she attempts to focus. Soon enough, thoughts of Yeji as anything other than shapes arranged into dynamic poses, lines, and shading leave her mind as she sketches.
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ok but if she were actually a cat...what kind of cat would nmau ryujin be? like a black cat? or a tabby? long fur, short fur? what we thinkin
(obvs yeji is golden retriever right?)
omg this is such an important question wait…… i thinks he’s def a black cat like one of the dignified ones that are secretly just little bastards (who get sooooooo cuddly when they’ve decided they trust you 🥰) maybe with one of those lil white chest tufts like this lil guy
nmau yeji is soooo golden retriever 😭 like i know i’m being cliche with the black cat x golden retriever thing but this is a self indulgent fic so i stand by it 😤
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in celebration that nmau and hg au are now the same length, here is an unfortunately true quote from @ddeongies
quiet afternoon crush (ch 9) - anatomy of a hookup
ryeji college au, idiots in love, slow burn, fluff & smut, yeji falls first ryujin falls harder | word count: 41.6k/????
Ryujin draws all the while, barely aware of the charcoal on the page. All she can think about is pressing a kiss to the swell of Yeji's hip, tracing a finger across the corner of her jaw. She remembers how dark Yeji’s eyes were when she didn’t kiss her in her apartment almost three weeks ago. She remembers the sheer athleticism of that goal she scored at the semifinals and the way Yeji had found her in the crowd before being slammed into a group hug by her team. She remembers the quiet certainty with which Yeji had looked at her when they were sitting together in the common room, thighs pressed together, the private intimacy of the moment despite the fact that they were surrounded by her friends. Ryujin realizes that she’s not sure she’ll be able to shake the image of Yeji’s naked body from her mind. Realizes that it’s going to be near impossible to spend time with Yeji without itching to do something. She had been content to play a long game, to see if something could happen between them naturally. But after Snow Ball? After this? She’s not so sure that’ll work.
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quiet afternoon crush (ch 12) - beautiful, isn't it?
ryeji college au, idiots in love, slow burn, fluff & smut, yeji falls first ryujin falls harder | word count: 59.9k/????
“Can I eat you out?” Yeji asks, “Please?” Ryujin just stares at her for a moment, chest heaving, eyes lidded. The sight just makes Yeji want to get on her knees even more. Instead of waiting for an answer, she dives back in for another kiss. Not touching Ryujin is next to impossible now that she’s started. What better way to show that she cares, to show that she wants? Ryujin eventually pulls away and murmurs, “Are you sure?” Yeji—who’s literally never been more sure of anything in her entire life—begins to kiss a trail down Ryujin’s neck. Instead of stopping on her already marked shoulder, she continues her way down.
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quiet afternoon crush (ch 13) - exceptions to every rule
ryeji college au, idiots in love, slow burn, fluff & smut, yeji falls first ryujin falls harder | word count: 65.5k/????
And then Yeji is pulling her t-shirt over her head and everything feels a bit less normal. She’s wearing a sports bra, but it’s not long before she sheds that too, and Ryujin is left looking at the expanse of her back, freckles and soft muscle and all. Ryujin tries to not think about the slight curve of her hips or the broad line of her shoulders. She doesn’t think about the fact that she knows exactly how it feels to dig her short nails into that soft skin. She definitely doesn’t think about the way her boxers peek out from the top of her baggy gray sweats before the sight is finally hidden from view by whatever oversized shirt she picked out. Yeji goes to turn the light off, and then she’s stepping out of her pants and sliding into the bed. “Hi,” she whispers, close enough on the shared pillow that Ryujin can smell the toothpaste on her breath. “Hi.”
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